Julius squeezed Fredric's hand back and slightly smiled, pleased. But, he was still unsure.
"Wimp? I'm a wimp, and you're an a**." Dominic scoffed, shaking his head. Rosie punches him in the leg. "Ah. Sorry. Damn." He said. His sister had a pretty good punch, despite her age.
The lights in the room turn off and Elliot, sitting in the chair, grip the edges of the seat and starts to panic, breathing heavily. "No, no, no." He muttered.
Michael listened to his brother on the speaker, eyes wide. "Turn the God damn lights back on!" He yelled. Two men, assistants, took him out of the room after he had started to hit on them and got out of control.
Elliot started to cry, unsure if the others were still there. He couldn't see through the one-way mirror and could not hear them. He jumped, hearing a radio turn on with static, then a disturbingly real sounding rape scenario. "No!" He screamed, clutching his head and bending over in his seat, sobbing. "NO!" He screamed again.
The nurses and doctors listen, and watch from a night-vision camera tape.